Back from our holiday in Virginia. Good times. My arm is getting better.
We watched
"Now You See Me" (am I wrong to want to tack an ellipses on the end of this?). Y'know, that recent film about a rag-tag foursome of magician pulling some kind of bank job and upsetting rumpled FBI agent Mark Ruffalo in the process?
In my inexpert opinion, this movie is a great example of poor directing. There is bad writing here, to be sure, (whoever came up with that "twist ending" should have some sort of legal liability toward anyone who purchased a ticket), and what I'm criticizing as "directing" might be the result of a weak director pulled in too many conflicting directions by outside forces (maybe the stars, or the producers or marketers--or even his astrologist, by the looks o' things), but the inconsistent characterization, and ham-handed attempt at (as magicians call it) "misdirection" time and again blows any interest he is able to generate in the story and/or characters.
Very frustrating. Esp'ly 'cuz there were some promising elements, (magic! revenge against bad banks!). And good actors (Morgan Freeman! Michael Caine!). And an intriguing set-up...or three.
All of which the director completely fumbles...and then tries to hide with gimmicky, cliché montages of:
Police convoys!
Hi-fructose hand-to-hand combat!
Endless foot pursuits! (hey! let's have them chase the bad guys into a Mardi Gras parade! Yeah, that's original!)...and hi-tech-y surveillance type stuff (kids today love tech!)...and super-involved, who-gives-a-crap car chases!! And fake deaths!!...and...and...ugh.
On the plus side: Woody Harrelson.
But seriously--if you're looking for an irritant that might provoke you to actually physically punch your viewing device, watch this movie all the way to the end. Even the actors seemed to throw up their hands and say, "Whatever."